Cooking for the Crowd
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Vic had the good fortune to be born in Detroit, a city famously located north of Canada, although explaining that geography to people elsewhere can take longer than eating lunch. It would be faster to just click through and order some.

Speaking of which—here, have a pierogi from Pietrzyk’s. I have a deal with Big Jon’s out past Luray in the Shenandoah when we go out to service the remote location and have a chance to stop and take a look at a first class operation at Autumn Olive Farms. But first, some terms, just for reign us in for reference:

Pierogies are Polish pastry dumplings . They are made by wrapping unleavened dough around a filling, of various kinds, boiling them and—if you know what is good for you—browning them afterward in butter. They can be savory or sweet, with traditional fillings including the traditional potato and cheese, sauerkraut, ground meat, onions and mushrooms.

Fruit and berries can turn a pierogi into a portable sweet dessert!

In Detroit, they are still made in and around the old Polish neighborhoods in Hamtramck and Poletown, even if the people and traditions are a little more dispersed these days.

Some of that tradition has now been dispersed all the way through our Michiganders here in Fairfax.

Detroit was an international city before anyone thought to call it one. Poles, Germans, Italians, Hungarians, Ukrainians and a dozen other communities arrived to build automobiles, tools, machines—and lives.

Before the riots changed the city, these were streets built around work. The factories paid steady wages to people who knew how to make things. It was a husky, masculine town of skilled trades, lunch buckets, corner taverns and neighborhoods whose food traveled to work with the people who made the cars.

And there were the strong ladies who kept all of it moving—families, kitchens and traditions—turning out pierogi by the hundreds for men who could apparently consume them at roughly the same rate Detroit produced automobiles.
Poletown was part of that Detroit.

So were pierogies, browned in butter and onions, sour cream on the side, and kielbasa that required no culinary explanation whatsoever.

You sliced it, heat it, put mustard somewhere within reach and eat.

That brings us to Pietrzyk Pierogi, carrying a little of old Polish Detroit forward into a considerably different Motor City. The pictures above reminded the Galley Gang that food can preserve a neighborhood long after the factories, streets and families have changed.

We have a recipe for the pierogies in the Crowd Cooking book. For today, we thank the skies above for a delightful day in Virginia, and for all the logistics that brought the best darn kielbasa from Motown to the patio seating next to a smoking grill filled with real Motown Kielbasa!

The Day Staff and Watch Section already know what to do. Full recipe in the Cooking for the Crowd book or on the website if the Production Department people wake up.

We remember this about how this nation works: Detroit built things. Fairfax can eat them.

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